In the evening, upon returning to the hotel, Bai Zhizhan set up a table and invited Zhao Yu to dine, claiming it was thanks to Zhang Xiaoqing's blessing that he managed to procure some fine wine from the Imperial Palace.
Actually, the wine was bought from the hotel itself; the invitation was merely an excuse.
Zhao Yu, who seldom drank, had a low tolerance for alcohol and couldn't discern the quality of the wine. More than a decade ago, he had even been fooled by Li Yunxiang with medicinal alcohol.
Once drunk, there was nothing left to think about.
Even if just for a little while, there must be some relief.
At that time, outside the Imperial Palace of Saiyi Imperial Kingdom in East Imperial City.
The palace gates were only slowly closing when Wen Wei emerged.
Hearing the "creak" of the shutting gates, Wen Wei shivered involuntarily. Turning his head for a glance, he then proceeded toward the gate of the Imperial Palace.
